Angel_Noir: Enigma Records presents the Vanilla Ice, Remember Me? tour! |
Xylorjax: Bob the Mail Room manager liked to put on shows for the cubby- holes after hours. |
Matteus: o/' you are not alone.... o/' |
Beedo: "...so I says, 'What is this? The Seventh-Inning Stretch?'" *sound of crickets chirping* |
E_B_A: "Lucky the Leprecaun," a one-man show. |
E_B_A: Arnold Ziffle: CEO. |
JediClone: "Piggaletto", tonight on Literalist Opera |
Neoknight: Gods! They let one of the Spice Girls reproduce! |
NightTrain: "Phu Yuck?!?" |
BuckFifty: "Well I guess you can't get silk from a sows ear.." "OINK!" "Sorry about that..." |
Matteus: gross, he's admiring his own jugs |
Beedo: Unable to find any more cats, Roger has to settle for an extra from "Babe". |
NightTrain: Most silent-film actors just didn't translate well to talkies. |
Xylorjax: Wilford flashes his gang affiliation: the Accountant Boyz. |
E_B_A: "By jove! I seem to have swallowed my own thumb! I'm delicious!" |
Angel_Noir: In a Star Wars reference rip-off far, far away... |
Neoknight: In a bad movie, far, far away.... |
NightTrain: ...when popular music occasionally was still good. |
BuckFifty: ...in a time called the 80's... |
Matteus: there were no Spice Girls, that age was known as the Golden Age |
E_B_A: "In a bordello, far, far away..." |
Xylorjax: If they rip off Lady and the Tramp, they'll have to hire someone to play Lady... |
Beedo: You wanna to try my hot an' spicy pepperoni, eh? |
E_B_A: "That's one strange ouiji board. It said I was going to marry a spaghetti platter." "That's the menu." "Curses! So there's not a black russian in my future?" |
Beedo: Sluttier-Than-Usual Spice |
Angel_Noir: "The two guys at table four wearing hair extensions and biker shorts asked if they could borrow your tape recorder." |
NightTrain: Mistress Spice |
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